Both sides have held their positions for at least a decade, at a complete stalemate. Their trench warfare and national divide has led to distinct cultures and ways of life.

Laptop gamers and their body pillows now have a cult like worship of black holes. They believe the slow dissolution of their forms as they are sucked in is their holy birthright. Eventually they, like Blessed Light, will be absorbed entirely by the cooling fans, and they will come out the other side clean and pure. They must not hasten the process, though, just as light cannot hasten its black hole rebirth. It was born with a direction and has held it firmly, for aeons.

Fast and Furious fans now live in a caste system. Citizens wear their blu-ray copies, like pieces of flair. Children inherit their parents’ flair, and weddings are arranged so as to strategically join the collections and create box sets. The vehicle of choice is Dodge Charger, and everyone prays after reaching for the chicken. The Lord answers their prayers with family, and they honour him by living life a quarter mile at a time.